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EVE.
She is like a summer eve,
Rosy-cheeked and fair,
Which the setting sun did leave
Wreathed with golden hair.
Rosy-cheeked and fair,
Which the setting sun did leave
Wreathed with golden hair.
Hers are eyes as soft and clear
In their amber light
As a sunset-tinted mere
Ere the sun sets quite.
In their amber light
As a sunset-tinted mere
Ere the sun sets quite.
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She is gentle in her ways
As the cooling breeze
That, breathed nightly from the bays
Of the tropic seas,
As the cooling breeze
That, breathed nightly from the bays
Of the tropic seas,
Scarcely stirs the wakeful palms,
Or the ocean-swell
Where the equatorial calms
Exercise their spell.
Or the ocean-swell
Where the equatorial calms
Exercise their spell.
But as summer storms are wild
When the thunder wakes,
Ruffling the aspect mild
Of still leaves and lakes;
When the thunder wakes,
Ruffling the aspect mild
Of still leaves and lakes;
And as tropic rains downpour,
Fiercer than the hail,
Threshing ear and fruit and flower
With a watery flail,
Fiercer than the hail,
Threshing ear and fruit and flower
With a watery flail,
So she has her storms and showers;
But, when they have gone,
As you see the leafy bowers
With fresh glory on
But, when they have gone,
As you see the leafy bowers
With fresh glory on
After rain, and clearer skies
Than were blue before,
Brighter are her tear-washed eyes
When the storm is o'er.
Than were blue before,
Brighter are her tear-washed eyes
When the storm is o'er.
Then she's like a summer eve,
Calm and cool and sweet,
Which the rain just past did leave
Freed from dust and heat.
Calm and cool and sweet,
Which the rain just past did leave
Freed from dust and heat.
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